Timaeus shook himself out of his reverie, nodding sagely as Wyatt spoke. It was always interesting, hearing these new Tributes speak- especially in more intimate settings, like this. They might be in a crowded room, but everything Wyatt was saying was for him. He liked that.
"Of course. Perhaps next time you're in the Arena, I'll send you some, if you'd like- ah. Here we are."
He smiled, accepting the two glasses of whiskey from the avox and dismissing her, passing one to Wyatt.
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Date: 2013-04-09 02:57 pm (UTC)"Of course. Perhaps next time you're in the Arena, I'll send you some, if you'd like- ah. Here we are."
He smiled, accepting the two glasses of whiskey from the avox and dismissing her, passing one to Wyatt.
"To a pleasant burn and a smooth finish."